(XXXI Days of Poetry, MMXII)


I wish I had words to say to soothe your mind. I wish I had wisdom to teach and heal in kind. I have none, but a heart that hurts for you, Tears and rage, for all you've been through. Arms that would wrap around and hold you tight, Imparting faith and hope that all will be right. Also....I'm comfortable with violence. 
Say the word and I will gladly kill the motherfucker.

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And if need be, they will never find him. 

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